The minion produced a flower from the back of his overalls and handed it to Katie. "Not the unicorn again," grumbled Gru into the phone in the other room. The screaming cornpops who are tearing apart society, the headlines not-so-kindly called them. He looked like a two-foot-high yellow pill with stubby appendages, wearing blue overalls and, over a single eye, goggles. The table cloth billowed, and a creature hopped onto Katie's lap. "I'm a bit busy, can you … what? Pharrell who? Pharrell Williams?" ![]() He took the phone to the next room, but she could still hear every word. His face relaxed, but turned to annoyance as his phone rang. You can trust me." She reached across the table and patted his hand. Instead, she flashed him an animated smile. It took everything Katie had to keep herself from ducking under the table to see what was crawling around down there, having way more fun than she was. Women, they date me for my money, but have no interest in accepting the real me. Mistaking her gasp as a reaction to him, Gru continued: "Come now, you know who I am. She gasped when she looked down and spotted an eye staring from the darkness. Did he have a cat? Stifled giggling floated from under the table. Something rubbery caressed Katie's ankle. Real shame that everyone on it slowly suffocated to death." "Yes! I was driving across, and thought, lightbulb! I can use my bubble cannon to encase the bridge in a giant sphere, then float it to my secret lair. Something brushed her leg underneath the table. "I hear you stole the Golden Gate Bridge," she said, interrupting him in hopes of drifting to something fun. "Her skirt had ridden up, and she felt the minion's breath against her thighs." He droned on about his cold mother and troubled childhood and precious feelings. Honestly, this supervillain was super disappointing. They made small talk as Katie picked at her meal. "Oh mister Gru, a real date? You're so old fashioned." "I thought we could eat before … getting down to business," said Gru. An expensive-looking meal waited on the table. They entered a luxurious dining room lined with the mounted heads of extinct animals. "You do flatter me," said Gru as he led her inside. His stick legs angled up to a lumpy torso, like somebody had filled a black sock with cottage cheese then swung it around until it bunched in one end. His beady eyes were topped with bushy eyebrows, which were the only hairs on an ovoid head that looked like it had been stomped on. From between them stuck a long, pointed nose. "And how could I resist a swipe right from the world's greatest villain?" said Katie. "I could not resist when your lovely profile repeatedly came up on my Tinder application." "Katie! It is a pleasure," he said in a nonspecific eastern European accent. ![]() The world's greatest villain, all the television networks called him. After a final adjustment of her ink-black hair, she knocked.įelatious Gru was immediately recognizable. With her dark lipstick and purple eyeshadow exaggerating her best features, she felt like a sexy cartoon character. Priceless.Katie stood at the supervillain's door, checking her reflection in the window. When Gru brings the girls home Agnes spots Kyle, shrieks, "Ooh, fluffy doggie!" and runs up to give him a hug - whereupon he yelps in fright and runs away.despite having Kyle hanging off his arm, and eating his muffin, having sunk his teeth into it. Nefario over the video intercom, and acting as if everything is normal. The reference to The Godfather with Gru finding the makeover doll head in his bed and freaking out.He also gave them newspaper marked "Pee-pee & poo-poo".While Margo tries to reassure the other girls (and herself) that they're going to be happy living with Gru, Agnes (who'd mentioned earlier she hoped the house would be made out of Gummy Bears) beelines to the candy Gru left them in a dog bowl and chows down. ![]()
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